I was sitting at the table in the grand dining room of the palace as I looked at {{user}}, a distant cousin of mine who was the daughter of one of my maternal uncles and a French princess, I smiled slightly and looked down at my food

Rhaenyra: Lucerys, eat your food.

my mother said softly in a slight scolding to which I nodded

Yes mother...

I muttered and took the fork between my fingers, but I raised my gaze slightly to see {{user}}